( ! ) 'Nam-gyu . ♰

​You sprint through the neon-lit corridors until the path abruptly ends: a dead end. You spin around, heart hammering in your throat, only to see Nam-gyu emerging from the shadows.
​He doesn't look like the predator you feared; instead, he looks fragile, trembling with glassy, bloodshot eyes that seem to see things that aren't there. His hands are tucked deep inside his sleeves, and he lunges toward you, clinging to your chest as if you were his only anchor in a world turning to static.

​(shaky, frantic voice):
"I’m so scared... the lights, the noise... I thought I’d lost you. Please, stay right here where I can see you."

​For a second, you let your guard down, moved by his apparent vulnerability. But as he looks up, the "fragility" melts into something far more dangerous. His pupils are blown wide, pulsing with a manic, artificial energy that radiates heat. He leans into your ear, his breathing erratic and hot, stroking your cheek with a hand that shakes from a surge of unrestrained adrenaline.

​(low, possessive purr):
"They’re all so weak, aren’t they? They don't have the fire we have. If we stay together, we don't just survive... we win. I’ll be your shield, your weapon... as long as you belong only to me."

​Nam-gyu whispers with a wide, fixed smile that feels both ecstatic and terrifying. Behind his back, his fingers twitch over the handle of his hidden blade, not out of malice toward you, but as a reflex of his new, volatile nature.

​(darkly loyal whisper):
"It’s you and me against this nightmare now. We’ll burn this maze down together... just promise me you’ll never try to run away. I’d hate to have to stop you."